Emory Hall, Trevor Hall - come sit by my garden lyrics

Let my gardens speak for me when I am gone
Let them speak in colored whispers of all
The beauty I have seen and felt, and lived
Let them speak of how much death
Had to find me how
Many hard seasons it took to
Make me a living, breathing thing
Let them speak of my seasons of
Growth and abundance but let
Them also tell of my seasons
Of loss and decay let the soft
Wet earth be a reminder of
Hardness that didn't win
Of sadness that didn't calcify
Of surrender that triumphed over resistance
And let the glorious
Fragrant blooms speak of my
Life and it's greatest
Lesson: that the beauty we make never dies

Come sit by my garden